Wheelchair Reflections of Sacred Wonder
Advent, the first coming, is quiet. Silently he comes in the womb of a virgin, the womb undisturbed, untouched by man. Patiently he comes in the strength of her forbearance, … Continue Reading The Great Coming of the Lord
Waxen pillars tipped with fire in a ring of evergreen; like our souls, the flames lift higher with our prayers to a God unseen. And at the core, waiting… the … Continue Reading Advent Wreath
(This little verse, which I originally wrote quite a few years ago, has a perspective on autumn foliage that is different from last week’s poem…) Autumn leaves grasp the colors … Continue Reading Autumn Leaves
The glory has just begun. The light of the inner sun radiates within every leaf, shining pale green at the heart and, growing bolder, the golden fire glowing more intensely … Continue Reading Sugar Maple in Autumn
I would like to have grown from the inside out. To know myself, with my eyes closed, before I explore the external world of color, shape, and sound. To learn, … Continue Reading Inside Out
The rose came through the rain better than I did. The Storm fell suddenly, heavy, wet, and grey. The rose met the rain with pretty upturned face, until the burden … Continue Reading Coming Through
Who amongst us isn’t wounded? Who amongst us isn’t crippled in some way? Who amongst us doesn’t bear the scars of past hurt or the pain of present heartache? To be … Continue Reading The Heavy-Laden One
I seek You, Lord, in the wilderness, in the shadows and the desert of night; I seek You, Lord, on the mountaintops, in the meadows and the oceans of light. … Continue Reading Seeking You
Sometimes, I feel so small. The world is big and I am tiny, a mote at the mercy of the rough winds around me. I can’t control what will happen … Continue Reading Ephemeral
What sparks jump between two lovers, what intimate whispers and erotic juices flow from flesh to flesh, when hand is holding hand? It is merely possession, some may say, a … Continue Reading Beyond Grasping
My cousin and his niece Facebooked me this image with the following question: “What do the letters INRI stand for?” I wrote back and told them that the letters stand … Continue Reading INRI
“To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wildflower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour.” This is … Continue Reading In the Ordinary: A First Friday Observance
The diseased girl in the wheelchair, who is too weak and tired to go to school anymore, stays home and mourns what she cannot have. She is much loved and … Continue Reading The Caged Bird Sings
Joy is a thing with wings that flies ever to its source; and if that source is love, how beautiful its course. Like a bird cupped gently in the hands, … Continue Reading Pregnant
The ageless question: why is there something instead of nothing? A randomly selected Bible verse led me to explore this thought and more in this post that I’m pressing from … Continue Reading Before the World Began
There is one perfect key, formed in time and eternity that, when slipped into the lock, will set the captives free. Christina Chase
Christina Chase